The clock ticking,
Another memory made -
Or time just wasted.
All the missed times,
All the forgotten days,
That I try to remember,
But somehow, my mind has gone blank.
Blurry childhood glimpses:
When I lost my tooth,
Moving away.
I never remember the good
For some way, the bad memories filled the room in my mind,
Only waiting to be released by a devastating experience.
Time still moves
As I wonder,
What am I doing?
I lay here writing,
This moment, this exact moment -
Has it been wasted?
Has every moment of my life been wasted?
Or is there more time for me?